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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Glee
  Relationship:
      Kurt_Hummel/Sebastian_Smythe, more_like:_Kurt_Smythe/Sebastian_Smythe
  Character:
      Kurt_Hummel, Sebastian_Smythe, Kurt_Smythe
  Additional Tags:
      Parent/Child_Incest, Daddy_Kink, Dubious_Consent, Deepthroating, Blow
      Jobs, Penis_In_Vagina_Sex, Boypussy_Kurt, Age_Difference, Dom/sub,
      Possessive_Behavior, Underage_Sex, Brainwashing, Innocence, Punishment,
      Mild_Humiliation, Orgasm_Denial, Orgasm_Delay, Orgasm_Delay/Denial,
      Verbal_Humiliation, Rough_Sex
  Series:
      Part 3 of The_night
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-09-09 Words: 4268
****** The painful night ******
by aida_in_love
Summary
     AU in which Sebastian is Kurt's dad (lame excuse to have a
     Kurtbastian daddy story)
     Sebastian was pretty happy (horny) when he came home after a business
     trip.
     But his world broke apart when he got to know what Kurt had done
     during his non-attendance.
     And that called definitely for punishments.
Notes
See the end of the work for notes
It was already dark when Kurt turned the TV off and went into the bathroom,
wanting to take a shower. He watched himself in the mirror when he doffed his
clothes, wishing Daddy would have been there, standing behind him and telling
him how beautiful he was, kissing him and touching him.
But Kurt knew Sebastian would just come home the next day in the afternoon. The
boy didn't think that he could stand another night without at least one proper
kiss, not to mention all the other nice things Daddy did to Kurt.
 
Kurt really missed him.
 
Sebastian had only been away for five days now, since Monday and Kurt had never
thought it would be that hard to be all by himself, but it was horrible.
Everything reminded him of his daddy and with those thoughts came the need and
with the need came the guilt.
 
He hopped into the shower and let the warm water run down his body, trying to
forget everything around him.
 
"Baby?", Sebastian asked when he opened the front door, but it was dark inside
the house. He smiled and hoped he could surprise his baby. He thought Kurt was
already sleeping, so he let his bag fall on the floor and went upstairs. But
his son's room was empty and while he was thinking about where Kurt was, he
heard the shower running.
 
The bathroom door wasn't looked, so he had the perfect sight of his baby's wet
back when he opened the door.
A smile appeared on his face and he took his clothes off in a rush, barely
being able to breathe while Kurt soaped his arms, clearly unaware of what was
going on. Sebastian was only in his boxers when he caught a sight of that one
water drop that rolled down Kurt's spine and got lost in his crack.
 
Without a word Sebastian pushed the shower doors open. His son turned around
and stared at him with wide eyes, as if he had seen a ghost. But the fear
quickly disappeared and he started to smile.
If Sebastian hadn't been hard before, seeing his baby being happy that Daddy is
back would have made him hard.
"Daddy!", Kurt mumbled and sighed with relief, but his heart was still beating
fast in aftershock.
 
Sebastian stepped into the shower, closed the doors and pushed his baby against
the wet wall, while he kissed him wildly and digged his nails into his son's
buttcheeks. It was that moment when Kurt touched his back with the wet fingers
when Sebastian realized he had been stupid all the months to never have sex in
the shower.
Kurt opened his mouth willingly, let his daddy suck his tongue and moaned when
Sebastian pressed his crotch against his son's and slapped his wet butt a few
times.
"Missed you so much," Kurt muttered, digged his fingers in Daddy's hair and
kissed his neck when Daddy sucked his earlobe.
Sebastian was confused about the way his baby was kissing him, but he was way
too horny to think about it and pulled Kurt away from the wall, under the
shower head, where he pressed both hands between Kurt's butt cheeks, planted
more kisses on his son's mouth and loved the feeling of the hot water covering
them.
 
Kurt pressed himself eagerly against his daddy, slid his fingers down his back
and let them hesitantly sink on his ass.
Sebastian held his breath, took Kurt's wrists and slammed them gruffly against
the wall.
"What you're doing?", he asked, almost screamed and Kurt stared at him, feeling
the urge to apologize, but not knowing for what.
"I-I-"
He strengthened his grip around his son's wrists so much that it hurt and
looked at him with a disgusted and almost angry expression, making Kurt freeze.
"You, you?", Sebastian asked, imitated him and Kurt bit his lips, hating that
he felt like nothing.
"I was just kissing a-and ... t-touching."
Daddy looked Kurt over and left hold of his arms so Kurt could let them sink
down.
"Touching?"
Sebastian puckered his brows, disgusted by the thought of hisBABYkissing and
touching him like THAT.
"There's a difference between touching like a baby does and trying to be a
seductive slut," Sebastian hissed and gripped Kurt's chin firmly.
"S-sorry, Daddy," Kurt whispered and fought back his tears, "I just missed you
so much and I-"
"And you thought that's why you could start to behave like a whore?", Sebastian
asked, his eyes cold and furious.
"N-no, Daddy ... I-I really missed you and I-I just-"
Kurt started to cry and fell on his knees, pressing himself against his daddy's
legs.
"I'm sorry, Daddy. I love you so much and I need – I'm so sorry."
Sebastian listened closely while he stroked his son's wet hair with one hand
and kept his cock hard with his other one.
"Daddy shouldn't have gone away for so long," he meant soothingly, gripped
Kurt's chin and raised his head, loving these wide blue eyes with the swollen
eyelids.
"Daddy can't expect his baby to stay good when he's not around to praise or
criticize it, right?"
Kurt didn't know what to say and nodded slightly.
"And now suck Daddy's lollipop," Sebastian said, and moved a bit back, letting
the water hit his cock and Kurt started to suck, holding Daddy's knees.
 
For the first time in the past days Sebastian could take a deep breath and felt
alive.
He really liked his job, but business trips weren't that funny as he had
imagined back then. And not being able to be around his baby was a tough
situation. So he enjoyed Kurt's soft lips, the smooth tongue and threw his head
back while he fisted into his son's hair and pulled him closer, making him gag.
"Daddy!", Kurt wailed and looked up. Sebastian had tried to make Kurt take his
cock completely the past months but it seemed like it wasn't meant to be.
"Sorry, Baby," he laughed and nodded to Kurt, "continue!"
 
Kurt did as Daddy said, held the base of Daddy's cock with one hand and licked
the glans. He liked licking the lollipop, because he knew Daddy loved it and
Kurt loved to make Daddy happy.
"Up, Baby, up, up, up," Sebastian demanded forcefully, pulled his baby up and
turned him roughly around. Kurt didn't know what Daddy was up to, until he felt
two fingers pressing into his pussy. The fingers soon disappeared and Daddy
thrusted his cock in while Kurt struggled with his hold. He pressed his little
fingers against the wet tiles and tried to gain some stability. But as soon as
he felt kinda steady, his daddy pounded him harder.
"Daddy, it's so slippery-"
Sebastian didn't listen. All he felt was the hot hole around his dick and the
wet butt pressing against his groin while warm water fell upon him.
Another hard thrust caused Kurt's hands to slip away and he would have bumped
his head, if Daddy didn't hold him in his strong arms.
"Baby's pretty uneasy today, hn?", Sebastian whispered into his son's ear,
turned the water tap off and opened the shower doors. In the middle of the
bathroom was a carpet and Daddy pushed his son onto it, without any explanation
or the try to do it gentle. Kurt fell soft, though, luckily and took a breath
when Sebastian pulled at one of his ankles, having him on his back and slid
between his legs.
 
Sebastian smiled and licked the insides of his baby's thighs, slid further down
and landed a harsh slap on Kurt's pussy.
"DADDY!", Kurt complained and cringed beneath his daddy's body. But he just
slapped his pussy again and Kurt clenched two fists, trying to stay still.
"What was that, Baby?"
"Nothing, Daddy," Kurt replied reluctantly.
"Within five days you turned into a little whiny brat," Sebastian grunted and
slid into his son again, "a complaining little slut."
He began to fuck his baby hard, pressing one hand on his chest to pin him down
and holding his hips with the other hand so firmly that it hurt.
Kurt wanted to say that he wasn't a slut and still Daddy's good Baby. But it
seemed like Daddy wouldn't listen, not now, no matter what Kurt was trying to
say.
 
Sebastian brought his head down, kissed his baby boy and watched his face while
he pressed his cock in ever and ever again, trying to do it harder with every
thrust. Kurt smiled at his daddy after the kiss and wished to freeze this
moment.
To have his daddy just like that forever. His daddy inside him, above him,
smiling that tenderly and never leaving again. But the moment didn't freeze.
It turned out to be a hard pounding. Kurt didn't like the hard ground on that
he was lying or the way Daddy talked to him, gripped him, harder than ever
before, making it feel like a punishment.
 
"Does it hurt, Baby?", Sebastian asked and sat back on his heels.
"A bit, Daddy," Kurt admitted and felt how Daddy pulled out.
"What hurts?", he asked and stroked himself, while Kurt sat up.
"The ground is hard ... and it's so ... r-rough," he mumbled and blushed,
staring at the ground. Sebastian smirked, took his free hand and put it on
Kurt's cheek.
"But you didn't complain?"
"I-I wanted to be a good baby ..."
Sebastian's cock twitched and he pumped it harder.
"You are a good baby," he meant and stroke his cheek fondly.
Kurt nodded sadly and thought about that moment that made him feel guilty.
"C'mon, Baby, on your knees."
Without any hesitation Kurt turned around on his hands and knees, waiting for
the slap - and there it came.
 
And a second one.
 
Sebastian loved to slap that round, white baby butt, making his baby tense up
and whine. But he hadn't time to play around, he needed to come, that's why he
slammed into the tight hole once more. After a few minutes of pounding,
Sebastian pulled Kurt at his hair up to him and his boy moaned. He definitely
liked the new angle and he liked how close he was to Daddy now. He felt his
strong chest behind his shoulders and his arms wrapping around his waist.
"Daddy," Kurt muttered and turned his head back, receiving wild, strong kisses,
"I love you so much."
"Love you too, Baby," Sebastian whispered and started to play with his son's
clit, while he needed a few last thrusts to fill his son's pussy with his
sperm.
 
Kurt trembled when Daddy pulled out. He was close. Damn close. He knew what he
needed, he knew it wasn't much, just a bit sucking at his clit and he would
have been happy.
"Does my baby want Daddy to eat his pussy out?"
Kurt licked his lips and nodded eagerly.
"Okay, lay on your back, look at Daddy," Sebastian said and smiled happily at
Kurt when he did that.
 
Sebastian's eyes were gentle again, lovingly and he brushed the sweaty hair out
of Kurt's forehead.
"You make Daddy very happy."
Kurt smiled and spread his legs, biting his lips and Daddy started to lick his
wet pussy. He teased his son with feather-light licks, barely what Kurt wanted
and needed.
"How was your week, Baby?", he asked, pressed his head against one of Kurt's
knees and began to slide one finger up and down his folds lazily, making Kurt
shiver.
"Missed you, Daddy," Kurt answered and wished Daddy would just touch him
properly.
"I know, Baby," Sebastian said and watched his forefinger running up and down
between his son's wet folds. "And what have you done all week? Did you brush
your teeth every day?"
Kurt rolled his eyes and sighed.
"Yes, Daddy."
Sebastian brushed over his swollen clit and squeezed it slightly, while Kurt
pressed against his touch. He felt like he would burst into tears if he
couldn't finally come.
"Did you do all your homework?"
"Yes, Daddy", Kurt replied and pressed his crotch against Daddy's hand, but
Sebastian took his free hand and pinned Kurt down, still rubbing at his clit in
the same unsatisfactory tenderness.
"Did you eat vegetables and fruit?"
"Yes, I did, Daddy," Kurt meant, eagerly to get off and very close to it.
"Did you touch yourself?"
Kurt's eyes widened and he forced himself to look at the ceiling, knowing he
wouldn't stand his Daddy's gaze. Sebastian's face became red and he pinched his
son's clit so hard that Kurt cried in pain and looked at him.
"Did you touch yourself, Baby?"
"Daddy, I-"
"Did you touch yourself?"
Kurt closed his eyes and tears rolled down his face. He had feared that moment
ever since he had done that stupid thing
"Y-yes," he said, his voice barely a whisper.
"What was that?", Sebastian asked and pinched his clit again, even harder.
"Yes, Daddy."
 
Sebastian stood up and stared at Kurt as if he had never seen him before.
"D-daddy, please, finish!", Kurt begged in tears and pressed his legs together.
"I guess you are way more experienced than me in this area."
Kurt pouted and his guilt vanished. He was crazy with need and at least he had
tried not to touch himself down there so he didn't get why he didn't deserve to
feel as good as Daddy did.
"You know what, Daddy? I read about that kind of thing," he meant and sat up,
upset about his daddy's behavior not to let him come. "It's normal for kids at
my age to do that ... I just wanted to know how it felt and I-"
Sebastian slammed his fist against the mirror with a loud bang, ruining the
mirror and his fist and Kurt stopped talking, stopped thinking or breathing.
 
He just stared at Daddy and was afraid.
 
Sebastian looked at his bleeding hand and then over his shoulder to his son who
started to sob when the cold gaze judged him.
"B-baby is sorry, Daddy," Kurt tried, but Sebastian laughed deprecatingly and
shook his head.
"You're not a baby, you're a slut."
And then he left.
 
Kurt fought against his tears and the feeling between his legs. It was so
horrible. His mind was dizzy and for a moment Kurt thought about bringing
himself over the edge, but since that was exactly how the misery started, he
didn't do it. He didn't even dare to wipe off Daddy's cum that trickled down
his thighs. Instead he just slipped into his panties and went down into the
living room where Daddy sat naked on the couch, his right hand in a bandage.
 
"Daddy?", Kurt whispered and stepped in front of him. But Daddy didn't even
look at him. He stared into the distance.
"I'm really sorry about that," he meant and pressed his lips together, staring
at Daddy with big pleading eyes and needed to hear a word of forgiveness.
"Did you at least thought about Daddy when you did that?", Sebastian asked,
still not looking at his son.
"Of course, Daddy," Kurt said and knelt down at Daddy's feet, "I had been
thinking about you all the time, that's why I felt the need to do that in the
first place."
"So you say it's Daddy's fault?"
"No! No, it's been Baby's fault. Baby's stupid, sorry, Daddy!", Kurt mumbled,
pressed his head against Daddy's legs and hugged them.
"How did it feel?", Sebastian asked, not responding to his son's touch.
"It's better when you do it to me, Daddy!"
"Of course it is."
Kurt went silent and closed his eyes.
 
"What are you thinking about, Daddy?", he asked after Sebastian hadn't done or
said anything for a while.
"I'm thinking about your punishment."
"Oh," Kurt whispered, "spanking?"
"No way," Sebastian laughed, "you like spankings too much. Well ... I guess not
letting your dirty cunt come was the punishment for lying to Daddy."
Kurt blushed because Daddy had called his private parts like that, but he
nodded.
"And I know the perfect thing for you to feel sorry about being a little brat
and trying to whitewash what you did."
"What is it, Daddy?", Kurt asked anxiously and raised his head to look at
Daddy's complacent smile.
"It's all about the lollipop."
 
                                      ~*~
 
"I'm sorry, Daddy," Kurt mumbled and gasped for air while Sebastian held his
cock and hit Kurt's right and then his left cheek with it. He gripped his neck
and pushed his son onto his cock again, making Kurt gag and letting him pull
away then.
"I'm sorry, Daddy."
Sebastian watched his baby taking deep breaths and smiled. He lied on the
couch, his son sitting on his thighs.
Again he pushed Kurt's mouth on his cock, hearing the choking noises and pushed
his hips up. Kurt pulled his head away and tried to fill his lungs with air,
while tears ran down his face.
"I'm sorry, Daddy," he whispered, not knowing how often he had said that or had
taken Daddy's cock in the past minutes.
Sebastian gripped his cock and held Kurt at his neck, slamming his cock that
was drenched in saliva and precum against his baby's tear-stained face, loving
the sound and sight of that sensation.
 
He gripped Kurt's hair and forced him on his cock again, but when Kurt gagged,
Sebastian just pressed him further down and released Kurt just before he
thought he weren't able to breathe.
Kurt choked and was close to vomiting.
"If you vomit, I'll punish you even harder," Sebastian said coldly and brought
his son's head between his legs again.
 
                                      ~*~
 
Kurt cried and stared at the ceiling while he was lying on the ground. He still
tasted his daddy's cum in his mouth and felt that enormous pain in his throat,
that was almost unbearable every time he swallowed.
He looked hesitantly to his daddy, caught a sight of his hand that hung down
from the couch and gripped it.
But Daddy pulled his hand away.
"Isn't punishment over yet, Daddy?", Kurt asked with a wobbly voice, completely
needing some kind of affection.
"Punishment for arguing is over. But you still need to be punished for being a
slut, don't you think, Kurt?"
Kurt cried even more and bit down his lower lip. He was afraid of the other
punishment and more of all: he was confused that Daddy had called him KURT.
 
That was never a good sign.
 
"Y-yes, Daddy," Kurt approved. He would have done anything for just one gentle
smile or a hug from his daddy.
What would only happen if he forgave him.
"I've got it!", Sebastian finally said and sat up. "Get dressed!"
"Why?", Kurt asked confused, since it was already dark outside. But one look by
his daddy was enough to silence him.
"Okay, Daddy," he said and went upstairs.
 
                                      ~*~
 
They sat in the car, both tensed. Sebastian hated to hurt his baby.
But he knew he would hurt him in the next minutes more than ever before.
"Were are we going, Daddy?", Kurt asked and watched Sebastian's pensive
profile.
"You will see."
"W-what kind of punishment is it?"
"That kind of punishment you will never forget."
                                        
                                      ~*~
 
Kurt looked the big man in front of him over and felt a bit afraid, not knowing
why. The man talked with his daddy like they were old friends, the three of
them standing in the hallway of a pretty dark apartment.
"And that's my baby," Sebastian said and put his arms on Kurt's shoulders. The
man stared at the boy and Kurt thought he would say 'hi', but he didn't.
"He's beautiful," he said to Sebastian, and Kurt pressed himself back against
Daddy's body.
"Is he good?"
"Well. Baby has a gag reflex," Sebastian meant disappointedly.
"Oh that's sad," the man agreed and Kurt felt sorry, wishing he wouldn't have
whatever they were talking about.
"If you train him-"
"There is no use," Sebastian interrupted him and digged his nails in Kurt's
shoulders.
"Hmm ... so what can I do for you, Bas?"
"Baby wants a tattoo."
The man raised his brows and stared to the small boy, who looked pretty
surprised and more than scared.
"I see ... follow me," he said and went away.
 
Kurt turned to Sebastian, his eyes full of fear.
"Daddy, I'm afraid of getting a tattoo," he whined, but Sebastian pushed him
forward and into that special room where a surgery couch was.
"What kind of tattoo, that one you were talking about the last time?", the man
asked and gripped some gloves.
"Yeah," Sebastian answered and smiled.
"Lay down, Baby! Prone," he said to his son and slapped his butt slightly.
Kurt trembled and cried, but he laid down and looked at his daddy, hoping he
could escape this punishment somehow.
"Daddy, I'm scared of the pain."
"Where do you want it, Bas?"
"On his baby butt."
Kurt felt how his trousers and panties got pulled down.
"Which cheek?"
"Daddy-"
"On which cheek do you want to get your tattoo, Baby?"
"Daddy, I don't – what kind of tattoo is it?"
"You will love it," he replied and stroke Kurt's fluffy hair.
"Which cheek?", the man asked, sounding impatient.
"The left," Sebastian decided and Kurt felt something wet on his left butt
cheek.
"D-daddy, I-I don't want a tattoo," Kurt sobbed and Sebastian's eyes became
sad.
"You don't want Daddy to forgive you?"
"Of course I want you to forgive me, but-"
"And why do we need punishments?"
"Daddy, I-"
"Answer the question!"
Kurt closed his eyes and put his head on the surgery couch, trying to get
comfortable because he realized - there was no escape.
"We need punishments that Baby has time to feel sorry and that Daddy has time
to forgive Baby," he muttered and Sebastian was proud of his son again.
"Exactly," he said and nodded to his friend, who was preparing the tattoo
machine, "and now I want you to relax. And take your punishment like a good
baby."
"D-daddy, will you hold my hand ... please?"
Sebastian thought about it, surveyed his son's big eyes and sat down next to
him. He took his hand and smiled at him while Kurt gripped it as hard as he
could and started to sob when he felt the first stitches of the needle.
 
                                      ~*~
 
"Sit down, Baby," Sebastian insisted while he was driving the car and Kurt
supported himself with his hands, lifting his crotch and avoided the seat.
"But it hurts, Daddy."
"I gave you an order and didn't ask for your opinion."
Kurt swallowed and sat on his butt, feeling the pain in his left butt cheek.
Getting the tattoo had been very painful and it still burned and even more when
he had to sit on it.
"D-daddy?", Kurt started and received a warm smile from Sebastian, making his
heart beat fast. "Is punishment over now?"
"Yes, Baby."
Kurt sighed in relief and rubbed his eyes.
"That means you love me again, right?"
Sebastian held his breath, and stopped the car on the right side. He looked at
his son intensively and couldn't believe that the wide blue eyes seemed to be
serious.
"Baby," he mumbled, unbuckled his seatbelt and leaned to Kurt, squeezing him
gently in his arms, "I always love you."
Sebastian stroke Kurt's back and felt the little shaky hands brushing over his
back.
"I do these punishments because I love you and because I want you to be my good
baby, do you understand that?"
"Yes," Kurt lied and just enjoyed to be protected in Daddy's arms again.
"But never betray me again, Baby. Never ever again," he whispered and kissed
Kurt's temples, "I don't know what I would do if you did such a thing once
more."
"I'm good, Daddy," Kurt meant, "I promise."
 
                                      ~*~
 
Sebastian felt his heart racing when they stood in Sebastian's bedroom in front
of the big mirror. Kurt was only in his panties, close to see what kind of
tattoo he had received. His daddy could tell Baby was tensed and he loved the
sight of the little hands, nervously playing with the waistband of his
underwear.
"You can look at your tatt whenever you're ready," Sebastian meant and kissed
Kurt's head.
Kurt nodded, slowly doffed his underwear and turned around.
He looked over his shoulder and stared at his butt, whose left butt cheek was
red and covered with a translucent foil. He had been thinking about his tattoo
for the rest of the car trip.
He had hoped for something beautiful, like a butterfly or a clef but there he
stood and saw the black font.
 
His heart skipped a beat when he tried to read it and feared it would say
something like slut or whore.
"Wait," Sebastian meant, took a photo of his son's butt with his mobile and
showed it to him.
"Do you like it, Baby?"
Kurt swallowed and stared at the picture of his reddened ass with the tattoo
saying: Daddy's Baby.
 
Sebastian didn't wait for any response, but turned him around and pressed his
body against his son. He stroked his head and smiled at his baby's reflection.
He didn't know why Kurt was crying, maybe because it had been a rough night and
he was exhausted.
Of course, Sebastian thought, the punishments hurt him and he is still a Baby
after all.
 
"From now on there's now way you can deny that you're mine," Sebastian
whispered cheerfully, laid his left hand on his baby's left butt cheek and
squeezed it slightly, knowing that he would definitely worship that ass more
than ever before.
 
 
 
 
End Notes
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