Different lives molded into one

1 x 1 · Multiple Muses · Just a roleplaying blog Each one of them have a story that needs to be told no matter who odd it may be. Sideblog to smalltcwnguys

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As WWII eventually came to an end, Hunter prayed to all the gods he would never have to see the horrors he saw there ever again. For now he only waited patiently for the time he was told he could go back home on the States, but while that time arrived he would have to continue to serve with his unit, now as a patrol force to make sure things were going good, or as good as they could be while a country recovered from the war. The one good thing, possibly the only one so far, had been that Hunter was able to see most of the country side in Italy while his unit was deployed to do long and tiring walks through the outskirts of town. He was particulary enamoured of the province of Tuscanny, a place that looked right out of a postal card.

It was during one of his patrol walks that Hunter spotted a beautiful lake, and the idea of taking a dip suddenly wasn’t not so bad. Walking up to the shore he looked around to make sure no one was around and took all of his clothes off and laid then all down on the ground neatly, along with his gun, then he diped head first into the water, which turned out to be warm and nice. He wasn’t supposed to take too long, just a quick swim and that was it, since there could always be enemies around who hadn’t been caught yet. He laid with his back on the water and floated adrift for a few seconds, naked, his eyes closed just briefly while he enjoyed the silence, something he though he would never listen again. @livesofmuses

With the war ending soon, Sebastian was just hoping that he wouldn't have be out for any longer with the way things were going. He joined to fight for the freedom of his country, not one day did he regret his decision. A nice hot shower and being able to walk around France would be a nice change instead of showers when was able and patrolling the streets to be sure no danger lurked in the dark.. He has lost some of his friends along the way so he was taking things day by day with grieves on his mind. Once in a while he was allow to write a letter to someone and he chose that to be his mother who supported him.

It was also nice to walk around without ducking for cover. He patrol his area as a request of the United States, which was kind of a gift he liked. The scenery was gorgeous beyond anything he has seen before in all of his years of being alive. Seeing one of his close friends was also nice to know he was still alive and well just like him. He was glad that he didn’t have hold up his gun, but he couldn’t be too sure with having to expect the unexpected. He just dropped his guard to enjoy the walk along the shore on a hot day. After walking for nearly five minutes straight, he stopped in his tracks to see a man in the water. Upon noticing his lack of clothes, he could tell that he was a soldier of the United States army. He couldn’t help that his eyes wandered about the man’s body from head to toe. His signature smirk appeared on his lips.

“I didn’t know I was going to get a beautiful sight like this or I would bought my camera.”

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At first, Sebastian could still hear Kurt’s voice from where he stood at the back of the shop while he fisnished with his mop bucket. “Yeah? And how’s that little mantra working out for you, Hummel?” he said with a chuckle as he washed his hands with clean water and came back inside the shop, his white tank already very stained and showing just how sweaty he was. “She’s my mom, not a pet, or my child. I’m not suppose to be proud of her. I’m just happy.” He knew about Kurt’s mom since Blaine had told him about it, but that was not the right subject to approach again for that night. “Well, you have your dad still, right?”

Kurt shook his head at the question. "Fine for me." He was just finishing his last spot of dry floor when he heard that remark about his mother. He wanted to be mad Sebastian thought he was he was making a rude comment. "When I said be proud of her, I mean proud to have her on your side. Someone who would stand up for you." He picked up the mop bucket and walked to the back where he got a sight of just how sweaty Sebastian was from mopping floors. It did make the muscles in his back stand out more. "Yes! I still don’t know how he handle a kid like me all by himself, but he did." He was just proud to see his dad do some amazing things.

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Sebastian chuckled softly as he finisshed moping his section. “Whatever helps you sleep at night, Kurt.” He was about to put the mop away, and also to take what was left of thewater, when Kurt’s words made him stop on the spot and he turned around so that he could look at him. “I hope so. Or it will maybe help them realize they were right all along. Who know. It could work both ways.” He sighed. “I mainly don’t want to disaappoint my mom. She has always had my back, even wiTh what an asshole my dad is. But I guess it’s up to me. All of it.” He shrugged, then turned away and headed to the back of the shop again.

“I don’t need things to help me sleep at night.” Kurt kept mopping until he came to a corner all the while he listened to to Sebastian talk about his parents. He knew what it was like to think nothing, but negative thoughts until he was blue in the face. “Thinking negatively only makes the outcome negative.” He said with honestly. “You should be proud to have your mother like yours because I lost mine when I was eight." He would do anything to be able to see his mother again, but this was life and he still had his father who loves him unconditionally.

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Christian walked around the loft Kurt shared with his friends since he lived in New York. He didn't have a problem with him sharing the place, just there was no privacy. He was starting to learn just how stubborn Kurt can be as he was told by Rachel and Santana. They didn’t seem to mind that he was older than their friend since he was making him happy. "I still don't understand why you won't come live with me." He stated with annoyance. “We will have plenty of privacy. I am sure the ladies wouldn’t mind you leaving so this place can be ladies only apartment.”

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The night was the craziest to say the least from what he remembered. Jesse had ended up getting drunk unlike he has usually does, but he was not alone when he had those drinks. Not a girl. A guy by the name of Sebastian. They danced very close together on the dance floor with the intention to show how willing they were to have sex with one another. He can see they went to the apartment to continue their affair in a more private setting. Clothes being thrown throughout the apartment that lead to the bedroom or more like the bed. The two of them had sex with the other guy on top unlike Jesse to allow someone to top him.

Now he woken up to a massive hangover that would last the entire day unless he got something to help him feel a little better. He wasn’t thinking about that when he felt a body beside his own. He turned his head to come face to face with a guy in bed with him. No, not just any guy, Sebastian. He hadn’t questioned his own sexuality when he has only been with girls, but now he was faced with a reality. He was also attracted to men like he was with women. He was bisexual and he couldn’t deny it. He closed his eyes with not wanting to think any longer about this.

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Jackson had to take a breathe to be prepared for the rejection or the laughter that would happen. He was sure that his eyes did the talking for him more than the words. He believed Kurt deserved the truth about himself from him and not from someone else. He knew that Kurt would bring on the questions. “It has been two years since I asked to be bitten.” He thought from then until he was doing a lot better with having himself under control. He was selfish in wanting to become to a werewolf like Scott, more like jealousy. “I wanted to be more powerful and stronger like a guy I went to school who was a werewolf. Now I have to live with this decision of jealousy.”

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Who knew that all that level of nervousness could come from a peck on the cheek? Although they had told one another several times before they were just good friend, that kiss felt like a game changer, and it was unreal to himself how giddy he was about that. Kurt must had checked his closet upside down at least ten time before coming up with something that would appear fitted for his first date with Elliot. In the end a pair of beige pants, yellow shirt and a purple scarf were thee winners, and he was currently spinning in front of the mirror to see that everything was in place, when he felt the phone vibrating, and upon readin the message, a bright smile came on his face.

[text] Can’t hardly wait.

Elliott was excited about going out with Kurt since the kiss that changed his thoughts about how he felt about the other boy. He read his text message when his notified him and slide inside of his front pocket. He made he had his wallet and keys before leaving his apartment to meet up with Kurt. He also checked to be sure the place they were going to was still open or he would have to go to the other place. He made his way over to where Kurt’s apartment, more like the place he shared with his friends. One pit stop before going to get Kurt. He knew it was easy to get inside of the place, but instead he choose to knock on the sliding door with roses in hand.

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Kurt smiled at him and planted a soft kiss to his forehead before he stepped back and headed into the kitchen. “Should we make something special, which would take longer to make, or something easy that we could eat right now, hmm?” He opened the fridge and looked inside to check on what they had for either choice.

Blaine didn't want something to take long for him to cook when he wanted to have Kurt by his side to keep him calm. "Easy is a better option. You deserve a break from cooking so much." He caught Kurt moving his hips to music while cooking a couple of time. He hadn't said anything, just admired the way his body moved. Those were his favorite moments.

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Kurt smiled, even blushed a little at the man’s praise, then nodded. “That’s my intention. Plus, I don’t mind doing all that. I love doing it, plus I get to live in the city I’ve always dreamed about living. Of course, after growing up in a town like this, you see why I had always had New York in mind to get away.” He chuckled, then bit his lip down coyly. “So… Maybe I’ll get to see you again once we’re back in New York, Julian?” That would have been the most interesting thing to get out of that high school reunion of sorts.

That blush on Kurt's cheek was the most adorable thing he has seen on a guy. Julian didn't normally listen to a guy unless he was trying to get in his pants. He was just interesting hearing about the other's life outside of this party. He chuckled about the city of Ohio not being a place anyone want to stay. "This city is single minded unlike other cities who are opened minded about the gay community." He understood Kurt in some aspects when it came to a small town like this. "New York is a great place to be. I do plan on working in New York. So yes, you will gladly see me." He said with a smile.

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Kurt smiled against his skin, his lips now moving down his neck and to the hollow of his throat. “I have soft everything, sweetie. All but one thing” he said with a giggle as he sucked on the spot there, then he slowly started moving his lips down his chest while working on getting Carson’s shirt off, or more like his shirt off Carson, and ever spot of skin that became expose he would kiss it hotly. Little by little, the shirt finally hung open and his lips were now exploring the lower region of his stomach.

Carson chuckled with what he just heard from his own sibling about his own body. He could easily came because of the skin care routine he had every night. "We are going to find out about that soon enough, Kurt." He rested his head on the bed while he felt those kisses touching every part of torso until it hit his stomach. Moans could be heard escaping his parted lips with the way his brother was making him feel.

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The moment Hunter’s lips found their place on the side of his neck, while Sebastian was gently assaulting the other side, Kurt threw his head back onto Sebastian’s shoulder and moaned out loud, and since his neck was a huge soft spot of his, a shockwave ran through him like thunderbolt, and he held onto both the boys’ neck and pressed them hard onto his neck, his silent way of telling them he liked that and that they should suck on his skin harder. “We are wearing far too much clothes, guys…” he breathed out after a while.

Hunter could easily tell Kurt had a weak spot when it came to his neck, only fueling him to it much more to get a reaction out of him. He could agree that they were wearing too much clothes since their skin wasn’t touching. With having Kurt’s shirt open unbutton his blazer and tossed on the couch. “You’re right. So let’s get undressed.” He made work to loosen the tie and take it off, then his button up shirt.

Sebastian had pulled away to removing his blazer, followed by his tie and button up shirt all with a smirk on his face. He walked to stand in beside Kurt and Hunter. One his hands lifted to touch Hunter’s body while the other touched Kurt’s. “Boy, you both are hot.” He kneel down to place his mouth around one of the pale boy’s nipples and used his tongue to play with it.

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Kurt narrowed his eyes at Richard when he said what he wanted, since his boyfrIend was someone who would usually watched what he ate; however his face then broke into the brghtest smile and he pecked his lips gently before he nodded. “That sounds good. But because tonight is special. You’re so going to help me burn those calories tomorrow, mister!” He looked at him serious, then winked and giggled. “Do you want me to make them foryou, or should we go out?”

Being on a strict diet was something everyone should be on if they wanted to maintain their healthy weight. Rich thought once in a while it was okay to cheat and have something he was craving. He kissed Kurt back when their lips met. "Baby, you don't have to worry about that." He sat back to think of what they could do and smiled. He knew a diner that would delivery to the house. "I have the number to place that can delivery here." He paused to smile. "Plus, we can celebrate to a wonderful night in the confines our apartment."

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Sebastian chuckled as he walked and put his jacket back on at the same time. “In your dreams perhaps, Clarington.” He handed his ticket to the valet outside, then soon after that his black Mustang, latest model, was brought along. “Fasten your seatbelt, Hunter. It’s going to be a bumpy ride.” He winked at him once they were both inside the car, then he drove away through the already empty streets, and it wasn’t long before they were entering the private parking lot of his apartment building. A private key card took them up the elevator that led right inside Sebastian’s apartment, the penthouse on top. “Get yourself comfortable” he said as he walked ahead of him, clapping twice before the whoLe place became alive around them with light.

"Oh, it's reality, not a dream that is made up." Hunter did want to tease Sebastian for the fun of it since he seem to play along. He got inside of the black vehicle that had awesome interior as well as the exterior. He placed his seat belt on since it was only proper to do so since he didn't want to die at a young age. He did enjoy the silence that spread through out the car ride to the penthouse. He followed him from the parking lot to the elevator and then the apartment. He took off the jacket he was wearing to put it on the coat hanger. He slowly made his way to where the couches where. "Who knew you had such manners in you, Smythe." He sat down on the leather sofa with a grin on his features. For someone who was snarky and witty, he did have a gorgeous place.

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Kurt knew he had every reason to doubt of whatever intentions Sebastian might had towards him. But he also knew he needed to stop being a stuck up at some point on his life. “I’ve been done with Shirley Temples for a while now, Smythe. But yes, let’s go.” He stood up and looked at him with a grin on his face. “Right now.”

Sebastian hadn't expected to being going to Scandals right in this moment, but he wasn't going to complain when it came to getting a few drinks in. "You have been upgraded." He stood up from the chair with a grin. "I took a cab here so I pay for the cab and drinks." He pulled out his phone to make the phone call to the car service that will take them there.

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“Nice to meet you, Hunter. Are you a freshman too? I mean, I am” he told him as he closed his backpack. He looked like a tough guy. A tough, and lonely guy. “I’m from Lima, Ohio. Not that it should be a matter of pride, but it is what it is.” He chuckled. “What about you?” He figured that some conversation didn’t hurt anyone.

"Nice to meet you, too. No." Hunter chuckled a tad bit. “This is my second year here.” Hunter placed the cap back on his bottle of water and placed it inside of his bag. “Colorado Springs, Colorado. I have a little pride from where I am from.” Not that town could blow people away because it was the capitol city. Plus, his parents had a long line of military soldiers. 

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Kurt loved the fact that Darren respected his choice of making it on his own, and loved him even more for it. He was his Daddy, through and through, and he knew that as long as he was with him he would always have anything and everything he wanted. But that one thing he wanted to do it on his own. Years of people telling him he couldn’t pushed that need in his mind. He looked at him with fond eyes. “How about a trip to the Museum of Natural History? I haven’t been there in a while. Is that okay with you, Daddy?”

The older male could see that there was happiness in Kurt's eyes that he was happy about making his own decision. He placed a gentle kiss upon his boyfriend's cheek with a smile. It was nice to get out of the city to see a piece of history. He stood them both up from the car with a smile on his face. "Anything my baby wants, he gets." He took his phone off the coffee table and told the driver to meet him outside. It wasn't a limousine, it was just a car since he didn't want the whole big car driving him around. "We're going there right now." He thought for a moment before another smile appeared on his face. "I was thinking we can spend your spring break in France since you wanted to go there unless you want spend that with your father."

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Sebastian smirked as he watched Mickey turning around and face the wall, the man the most hottest and willing bottom he had ever encountered, and that was just what he needed that night. “Good man, I knew you’d see my point” he said as he stood behind him and roamed his hands down the man’s small back, then his ass and smacked it hard once, before h reached inside his wallet for a package of lube and a condom. “Let’s loosen you up a bit, shall we?” he said as he poured the lube on his fingers, then slid them down his crack and pushed one in down to the knuckle.

Mickey always tend to play the role of being the tough guy when it was just a wall he has built up to keep people out. Yet, he was what people called a power bottom. "My point would be a fist in your face." He groan at the hard smack to his ass from Sebastian. He turned his head to look at the other. "Just fucking do it!" He hissed, followed by another groan as the finger pushed inside of him. He bent slightly to have both of his hands against the wall for support.