There was nothing on the world that was as beautiful or as ethereal as Kurt. If someone told him a few years back, that he would even think this thought, he would have laughed at them and thought it to be silly. But now when Kurt was the first thing he thought about when he woke up and the last thing he saw when he closed his eyes at night, there was nothing more true than that statement. Kurt was so beautiful, especially when he was just spread out on their bed like that, letting him do anything he wanted to do. “You are so breath taking, love..” he murmured, reaching up to the very top of his thighs before he switched leg and started at his feet again. “I love everything about you,” he whispered against his husband’s warm skin. “I love your tiny toes,” his tongue darted out to lick his pinky toe before he kissed his ankles, “I love your lithe ankles,” he murmured before kissing his pale calves. “Your calves are so firm and smooth,” he moaned, looking up at his husband, hoping that he knew that he would continue this until he was at his lips.
After everything that had happened early, Kurt began to feel like nothing could ever put a smile on his face but two little munchkins of his. But was he laid in bed beneath his husband who was caressing him over and over again, reminded him that one person was always good at making him remember how much he was loved. He could only hope to do the same to Sebastian, remind him of how much he meant to Kurt and how jaw dropping-ly handsome he really was. A warm feeling inside Kurt was coursing through his blood stream, feeling the love that he was being showered in as Sebastian kissed up his pale skin. His eyes were watching Sebastian’s every move in kissing every inch of his bare self. Kurt couldn’t hold in a light chuckle as Sebastian licked his toe from how ticklish he was. But a glow in his smile remained and a delicate shade of red over took his cheeks as he continued on with the little things he loved. Knowing Sebastian, this would go on for a while but he didn’t care. As long as Sebastian was there with him he never cared what happened to them. A soft content moan was let out of his lips as he looked down at the touches of Sebastian’s lips, letting his own fingers run through Sebastian’s supple hair.
Sebastian smiled down at Kurt when he complemented him. He knew that he was handsome and that he was better looking than most of the men out there, maybe with the exception of a few celebrities and Kurt, but there was something about hearing those words come from Kurt’s mouth, as though he thought he was the most beautiful man to ever walk the face of earth. It wasn’t true because Kurt was the most perfect person in the world, in every way possible, but it made him feel special and it was such an intoxicating feeling. He returned Kurt’s kiss just as passionately, it was so good to be able to kiss him anytime he wanted again and Kurt’s soft lips felt so good against his own chaffed and rough ones. “I want to see you, Gorgeous,” he murmured, unbuttoning Kurt’s pants and pulled them off before letting his eyes roam over his husband’s body that he knew better than his own. His hand trailed up Kurt’s milky white legs that seemed to stretch for miles and miles without an end and he lowered himself down to his feet, kissing the ball on his ankles, pressing soft, fluttering kisses up his calves and the inside of his thighs.
Kurt never really believed at times that he was handsome or that anyone would ever be attracted to him from the way he was or presented himself. But Sebastian had a different way of making him feel, like he was the only explanation of beauty or that he was the only thing in the world that could be described as beautiful. It made him feel loved in a way that Sebastian could make his doubts float away like they were never their to begin with. The fact that Sebastian himself was the definition of perfect imperfection never ceased to amaze him. Sebastian was everything that he could ever want and more than he asked for. There wasn’t a day that went by that he wasn’t thankful for him. As the chaste kiss continued on, Kurt’s lips gliding and ghosting along Sebastian’s own, his fingertips grazed over the softness of Sebastian’s bare chest. He felt the overwhelming sense of warmth that radiated off his husband’s skin, making him feel at home finally. He helped pull his two sizes too small pants off before watching Sebastian’s eyes take in every inch of his own body. Smiling softly to himself, his fingers gripped the back of Sebastian’s head gently as the breath taking kisses continued on his own skin. Kurt felt the breath of his husband on the inside of his thighs, the kisses weakening him beneath the touch as he whimpered softly. “Bas..” he breathed just above a whisper.
Kurt had been longing for the moment they had drifted apart to be with Sebastian once again. In every sense of the meaning, just to show Sebastian how much love he conveyed for the other man. A shiver had made its way down Kurt’s spine and spread goosebumps to his chest when Sebastian’s hands roamed his skin. Sighing softly, he smiled at his husband’s words before wrapping his arms around his neck to pick him up. “And god.. You are so breath taking,” he returned the favor just above a whisper as he pressed light lingering kisses on Sebastian’s sensitive neck. When he was placed on their bed, Kurt’s eyes looked up lovingly to watch his husband carelessly remove his shirt without hesitation. His fingertips came over Sebastian’s bare chest as his eyes took in every inch of his body. “So.. Handsome,” he murmured softly as he leaned in to kiss his lips with all the emotion he held.
Sebastian was overcome by the need to pleasure Kurt, to make him moan his name like it was what he was meant to do and let themselves be engulfed in the passion than he knew both of them felt, but he wanted to make love to Kurt. Slowly, taking their own time and so that Kurt knew that he was loved all over. And that meant that they had to move from the wall. “I missed you too babe, and I’m going to show you just how much I missed you..” he whispered, letting Kurt’s shirt slide off his shoulders and fall to the floor. He hand trailed up the pale chest that made his heart beat faster every time and gulped as his throat ran dry. “Fuck.. You are so beautiful, love..” he murmured, breaking contact before he lifted Kurt up bridal style and brought him to their bedroom the way he did the first day when they came back from the honeymoon. Once in the bedroom, he put Kurt on the bed and kneeled beside him, pulling his own dress shirt off carelessly.
Sebastian sped inside to the house that he hadn’t been in since the day Kurt asked for a divorce. There were too many memories and he thought that Kurt was still living there, so he didn’t even go back to get fresh clothes. Instead he just bought what Elle and he needed to survive and he got to borrow some clothes from Nick and Jeff who were already too kind. When Kurt kissed him, Sebastian kicked the door shut and pinned him against the closed door without breaking the kiss even though he had requested the bed earlier. Kurt just had this ability to distract him. “Love you,” he whispered, nipping on his bottom lip before leaving a trail of kisses down his jawline as he unbuttoned Kurt’s troublesome shirt that always seemed to be in the way. If only he could find a way to make Kurt see that being half-naked or naked all the time was the best way of living.
It never ceased to amaze Kurt of how much the two husbands still wanted each other after everything they had been through. It made him believe that love really was strong enough to make it through as long as it is treated like the most important thing in the world. They never got tired of each other, or bored in that matter and it was uplifting to know that they could survive through it as long as Sebastian was by his side. As they got inside the house and their lips connected, Kurt’s hands pulled his husband closer to keep their bodies touching. He loved being close to Sebastian to feel the warmth that came off his body. “Love you too,” he replied as his back was now against the door and his lips depend their kiss to slip his tongue inside his husband’s mouth before the kiss trailed off. His neck extended and his eyes shut in the pleasure that over took his body, pressing himself into his husband eagerly. “God Bas, I missed you,” he whimpered softly before helping his fashionably clueless husband remove his shirt without a problem.
Like donkey kong?
Exactly, my dear husband.
Oh, you are going down, Princess.
It’s on then, pretty boy.
When Kurt called him ‘love’ again, Sebastian felt his heart clench both painfully and pleasurably. It was painful because it reminded him of the situation he had been in ever since Kurt said that he wanted a divorce and it wasn’t something that he wanted to think about at all. He wanted to put it behind him and pretend it never happened, but he knew that it was something that he would bring on with him his whole life. It was pleasant because it was something he thought he had lost forever, but he got it back in his life and he couldn’t describe with words how ecstatic he was for it. “You were hot even before you married me, or even got together with me, love,” he repeated the endearment fondly, feeling the word roll of his tongue like the word was made for their use. He broke the kiss with a shaky breathe, having almost forgotten how intoxicating it was to kiss Kurt. “Inside. Bed. Now,” he said firmly, almost bolting out.
Thinking back to what had previously went on, Kurt was allowed to say that he was completely idiotic. He didn’t think that he could come down to saying he wanted the one thing that would destroy himself and his family. He knew it was his fault and he knew that Sebastian would remember it just like he did, he just hoped for the forgiveness for pulling that card when it was the last thing he wanted to see happen. He didn’t believe in broken marriages, he believed in healing them. A thoughtful smile came over Kurt’s lips as he looked at Sebastian with adoring eyes as he complimented him. “Looks like we had something in common,” he stated a matter of factually. The kiss continued for about a moment later before it broke, letting his breath roll onto his husband’s lips only inches apart from his own. “Right behind you,” he agreed before following his husband willingly, fumbling with his keys as he pulled them out to open the door and slid the door open at ease as he turned to face Sebastian, crashing his lips against his own.
Is that a dare?
Glad you caught on there, babe.
We’ll just have to see, won’t we?
I will beat you to it babe.
I would kiss you until you lose your breath and then I would make you scream my name until your throat his sore. Sounds like a good plan?
I think that that would be.. the greatest plan of all time. But what happens if I beat you to it?