Three's Company

Chapter 4

Lance strolled nonchalantly into his history class, a smirk crossing his face as he saw Kurt sitting at his desk. The black haired boy actually still looked a little dazed.

“Hey fuzzy, how’re you doing?” Lance asked with a grin as he claimed the desk beside Kurt’s, slipping into the seat and turning to face the German boy.

“Um, fine. I guess.” Kurt answered, his voice wavering a little nervously and giving Lance a confused look as if unsure why the other boy would even be talking to him.

“Hey! That’s my desk!” a whiney voice said behind Lance’s shoulder.

“Not anymore it isn’t.” Lance growled as he turned back to see a skinny geeky looking kid scowling at him.

“Yes it is. Go and find your own seat.” the geeky looking kid demanded huffily.

“Look, idiot, the seats mine now. Do you seriously want to get a broken nose over seat placements?” Lance asked menacingly, giving the other boy a fierce glare as his temper began to rise.

“Um… no. You keep it.” the kid conceded, his face paling before he scampered away. Lance huffed with irritation and turned back round to see Kurt regarding him with a sardonically amused expression on his face.

“You know you could have just moved, right? It really vas his desk.” Kurt commented, his lips twitching slightly.

“What? And let an annoying little shit like that have his way? Not a chance.” Lance grinned as Kurt shook his head at him.

“Besides, I kinda wanted to talk to you about that kiss.” Lance smirked, deciding to get to the point.

“Kiss?” Kurt said a little warily, his already large eyes getting even wider reminding Lance of a rabbit wondering if the fox in front of it was going to eat it.

“Yeah, y’know, the kiss between you and Pietro a little while ago.” Lance prompted while trying not to let his amusement show.

“Vhat about it?” Kurt asked a little shakily. He’d gone through his entire lunch break obsessing about that kiss and his reactions to it. He’d never been kissed before. It was to be expected really, with the way he looked. Hell, that had probably been the reason for the bet in the first place. After all, who would really want to kiss a freak like him?

“It’s just me and Pie were talking. He said you were actually a pretty good kisser and I was wondering what you thought about it.” Lance said, failing to keep the smallest of smiles from curving his lips.

“Vhat I zhink?” Kurt nearly squeaked, his throat closing up in panic at the topic.

“Yeah, did you like it?” Lance asked, smiling wickedly as he leaned over into the space separating them.

“Vhat?!?! I-I-I d-don’t know how to answer zhat.” Kurt stuttered, rearing back. Ok so the kiss had been amazing and explosive and against his own better judgment he had most definitely liked it, but there was no way he could let anyone else know that.

“It’s really simple. You either liked it or you didn’t. If it helps any Pietro liked it he said it was a good kiss.” Lance practically purred, catching Kurt’s eyes with his and giving the other boy an intense look.

“He really said zhat? I mean he liked it?” Kurt asked wonderingly, completely caught by Lance’s chocolate brown eyes which were staring at him so intently.

“Yeah, he said it was as hot as hell. What did you think of it?” Lance asked in a voice as smooth as silk as he purposely held the other boys gaze. He’d gone to all the effort of giving Kurt that damn questionnaire so he’d better make use of what they’d found out from it.

“Ja, it vas good.” Kurt said a little dreamily before abruptly snapping out of his stupor, his eyes going wide and a fierce blush racing across his cheeks as he realized what he’d just admitted to and to Lance of all people.

“I-I-I mean...not zhat I...vhat I meant to say...” Kurt trailed off, mortification filling him. His cheeks were so hot he was sure you could fry eggs on them.

“Hey, there’s no need to be embarrassed. Nothing wrong with enjoying being kissed.” Lance assured sympathetically, his cock twitching at the sight of Kurt’s flushed cheeks. Kurt was surprisingly sexy when he blushed. He just looked so pure and innocent just like a good virgin should and Lance felt heat fill him as he remembered that he was going to be the one to take that virginity.

“Even vhen zhe kiss is vith anozher boy?” Kurt questioned timidly. He couldn’t believe that Lance wasn’t laughing at him or teasing him about this.

“Sure. If that’s what you like then there’s nothing wrong with it.” Lance shrugged nonchalantly.

“Have you ever...?” Kurt began hesitantly.

“What? Kissed another guy? Sure I have.” Lance grinned, his brown eyes twinkling at Kurt.

“Oh! Really? I mean I never pictured you as being, you know…” Kurt breathed, his eyes wide and round with surprise.

“What? Gay? I’m not. I’m bi. You know what that means, right?” Lance asked, trying to contain his chuckle at Kurt’s look of shocked fascination.

“Um, ja, I zhink so. It means you like both, right?” Kurt said unsurely. Never in a million years would he have pictured someone like Lance going for guys. The brunette boy had always struck him as being stereotypically heterosexual.

“Yeah, that’s right. I like guys and girls so I can go either way when the occasion calls for it. Pietro’s different of course. He only likes guys.” Lance shrugged as if it was no big deal.

“Pietro’s gay?” Kurt asked, swallowing thickly.

“Uh huh, that’s why he hates Evan so much. The guy’s homophobic.” Lance explained, remembering what Pietro had told him. Honestly, he really did love Pietro, but the white haired boy could just be so damn anal retentive sometimes. He’d practically given Lance a script telling him what to say.

“Evan's not like zhat.” Kurt denied, not wanting to believe such a thing about his friend.

“You might be right. I’ve never seen it firsthand myself so I wouldn’t know, but Pietro says he is.” Lance shrugged before turning his attention forwards as the teacher entered the classroom, leaving Kurt with plenty to think about.

Lance struggled to contain his smirk, loitering as people left the classroom. He’d spent the entire lesson discreetly watching Kurt and had been pleased with the black haired boy’s obvious lack of attention to the lesson. Kurt had clearly been thinking about everything he’d said. When he’d noticed that Kurt was still sitting there lost in thought as everyone else got up to leave, he’d decided to hang around himself and put one of Pietro’s suggestions into practice. Pietro may have gotten Kurt’s first kiss but Lance was going to get the second.

“Hey, Kurt,” Lance said, sliding out of his seat as the last few stragglers left the room.

“Vhat?” Kurt asked, breaking out of his thoughts at the sound of the other boy’s voice. He lifted his head only to have his eyes widen with surprise when Lance leaned down and kissed him full on the mouth. His eyes immediately began to glaze over and close at the feel of Lance’s soft lips on his, a slight shiver going through him as the other boy reached up, cupping his jaw and rubbing his thumb in the hollow behind Kurt’s ear. An involuntary purr began to thrum out of his chest at the action, making him feel languid and relaxed.

When he felt Lance’s wet tongue flicker across his lower lip he obligingly opened his mouth, allowing the agile muscle access to his. His mind began to haze over and he couldn’t stop himself from returning the kiss as their tongues intertwined. Pietro’s kiss had been all speed and fire, but Lance’s kiss was much slower almost leisurely and it was making a gradual steady heat rise up within him.

“Hmm, Pietro was right. You are a good kisser. See you later, Kurt.” Lance murmured as he broke the kiss, quirking his eyebrow at Kurt and giving the other boy a wink and a smile before he strode out of the room.

Kurt remained glued to his seat feeling stunned as he slowly licked his lips, tasting the lingering flavour of chocolate and cigarettes that remained from Lance’s kiss. He shook his head roughly breaking himself out of his stupor to realize that the classroom was empty and the bell had long since rung. He grabbed his stuff together and bolted out of the room to get to his next class, his mind swirling like a cyclone trying to understand what was going on. In the space of a couple of hours he’d been kissed by both Pietro and Lance. And what’s worse is that he’d liked it.

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Well that’s another chapter down. Sorry it’s a bit short but the next chapter will be longer and will have actually fun sexy stuff, I promise.
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