kurt hugo schneider x reader

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Kurt was too busy, but then again, when your a famous YouTube star who produces videos, organizes music videos, and plays along with the singing group, yea you were bound to be busy. Still, roommates should have time for each other, especially when they've been roommates for almost forever.

You could hear Kurt in his little recording/computer room and sighed quietly, rolling around on the bed with nothing on but one of Kurt's polo shirts and a pair of short shorts. You looked up at the ceiling and tried to force yourself to sit still, but to no avail, your over energetic body wanted to do something other than roll around.

Finally, your body won out and you got up to go do something other than writhe around in boredom. You opened the door to your room and started down towards the other end of the apartment, yawning when you passed the bathroom, the sweet sound of Kurt's voice trickling into your ears. Suddenly an idea so great popped into your head, you nearly ran into a wall because of it.

You straightened the polo shirt and unbuttoned it softly til you reached the third button and fixed your messy hair over your shoulder. You knocked on Kurt's door lightly, as if not to disturb his recording and you heard him groan from inside the room before he, presumably, paused the recording.

Kurt opened the door and instantly noticed the way you looked, not because it looked bad or anything, it was because you always wore clothes that covered most of you, and no more, no less. So when Kurt had seen you, polo shirt halfway unbuttoned, with no pants on, his cheeks flushed a color and he felt something down below. Not to mention, the way your hair looked, it made you look even more sexy than usual.

Damn you.

You smiled quietly. “Hey Kurty, how's my favorite roommate?” You asked nonchalantly, ignoring the way he looked you up and down multiple times.

“I'm your only roommate.” He mumbled quietly before forcing those deep eyes to look into your own, forcing them to say.

“Nuh-uh. What about Kermit?” You pouted softly. Speaking of the little devil, you were wondering where the one-year-old had run off too.

“He's a dog.” Kurt rolled his eyes lightly. Kurt's breath caught in his throat when you did that stupid, sexy lip bite, and he about lost it. “Was there anything you wanted? I have to finish recording.” He spoke quickly and quietly, trying to focus on you.

“Oh. Can I be in it?” You asked softly, putting your hands on his shoulders. You smiled cheekily and leaned closer to Kurt, til your chest were almost touching, which cause a small squeak to pop out from Kurt's mouth.

“I-I guess.” You heard him stumble over his words and you nibbled on your lip again. Kurt moved aside and let you in, and you took a seat in his chair. “Up.” He commanded, and furrowed his brows at you.

“But Kurty.” You whined softly, and when he wouldn't budge, you pouted and stood up, allowing Kurt to have his seat again while you looked for a place to sit. Since there were no other places to sit, you smirked and took the best seat of the house, Kurt's lap.

Kurt blushed even more and looked at you while you adjusted the camera and fixed your hair using the lens. What would his viewers think? He groaned inwardly and decided to just get this over with. You turned the camera back on and smiled, Kurt frowning. “Yea, looks like I attracted a bug guys.” Kurt joked softly, though he was sure you were making face. “As you guys know, this is my roommate, (Name).” He reintroduced you, though you made a lot of appearances before.

“Hey guys! Kurty here was just getting done allowing me to ride him.” You winked flirtatiously at the camera, unbeknownst to Kurt's shocked face.

“N-N-No I didn't. That's a lie.”

“Yea, he gave me a piggyback ride to the corner store.” You smiled again, Kurt's face relaxing.

At least that's a little better. Kurt thought softly before he accidentally grabbed your hips. You blushed a red color and got the evilest idea. “I feel something thick underneath me... do you have a banana in your pocket?” You turned and looked at him, seeing his entire face covered in a layer of red.

In Kurt's stunned silence, you decided to pull another joke on him. “Do we need to... ya know... empty you out?” You murmured seductively. “I mean, I could do you a huge favor.” Kurt couldn't believe what he was hearing. Were you fake seducing him?

“N-No.” He squeaked out pathetically.

“Is something wrong, cat got your tongue?” You teased softly. “But I know what's got your tongue.” Kurt swallowed thickly as you got up and turned face him, blocking the camera's view with your back. “Come on say Kurt, say who?” You teased softly, moving behind the chair and leaning over him, running your hands down his chest.

“W-Who?”

“Who what?”

“W-Who has my tongue?”

You tilted the chair back and smiled at your very flustered friend. “I do.” You murmured seductively before you leaned over and kissed him, and he moaned quietly while you slid your hands all over him. Kurt squeezed his eyes shut when you pulled away and turned the chair around, straddling him softly while unbuttoning the rest of the shirt, letting the full package out while Kurt's hand moved to support your backside.

Lips crashed together in heated kisses, tongues explored each others sacred areas, and hands roamed wherever they liked. It was only then that he remembered the camera, and his audience, he blushed softly as he stood up and looked towards the camera. “Well guys, I'll see you guys next video.” He would just have to record the entire outro again.

Kurt turned the recorder off and headed straight towards the one place he could let himself truly show.

His room.

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Kermit couldn't sleep, what with the constant moaning and screaming and banging going on in the house, and judging from the way you sounded, Kurt would be going for at least another hour or two.

Lemon? I-I dont know..
Do you want one?

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